Saturday, June 12, 2010

The cup chronicles: vol. VII: The day Chicago forgot about the crosstown game

Yesterday morning was one of the most memorable experiences of my life. We got downtown around 8:30, which i thought would be somewhat early enough, but I was wrong. We got as close as we could to the intersection with the stage, but we were a little bit south of Wacker on Michigan Ave., pretty much right across the street from the Blackhawks store.
People were pretty much squished together as my friends and I tried to make our way up the crowd. It was really hot, so unfortunately some people passed out around us, and others were just feeling really claustrophobic. As for me, I was a little on the warm side, especially because I was wearing the alternate black jersey, but I knew that it would be all worthwhile to get a glimpse of the Captain with the Cup in his hands. And it was.
As the busses approached us, I got up on my friend's shoulders so I could see, and the initial sight of everyone was pretty overwhelming. It was so amazing how many people there really were to come and throw love back at these boys. I waved and yelled and blew kisses to all of them, and got waves back from Adam Burish and Brian Campbell. Then, as the final bus approached, I saw Captain and Kaner, with the cup riding alongside. I let out a shriek like none other, like a 12 year old girl at a Backstreet Boys concert (perhaps i'm dating myself a bit when I say that...). I thought I was going to die. I yelled to them of my undying love, and waved furiously, and with Kaner's free hand, he pointed right at me. His other hand? occupied by his bottle of champagne. Captain was looking the other way, so alas I did not get a wave back from him. But the acknowledgment from Kaner was still awesome.
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